Good Times

Mike and Silas are crashing here tonight, it's been nice having them around again, kind of like old times. We definitely miss the old apartment, and having them in Lincoln is kind of like everything is normal. We didn't have crazies and weirdos to deal with. That was nice. We had a lot of good times in that apartment, though there was more than one occasion where I was almost knocked out cold when Silas decided it would be a good idea to pick me up and spin me around on his shoulders as fast as he could.

I talked to Adam tonight briefly, he was going out to the bars too, but in Mississippi. It was weird sitting in a booth at Duffy's, me and Mike and Silas, with one spot open. That's just where Adam belonged, you know? So I had to call him and tell him we were drinking a fish bowl for him and he better hurry his ass up and get home. He should be home by the blues festival, so that's a plus, we'll see. I'm sure the reason he is hesitant is what Silas likes to call "The Big Showdown." Apparently it had been discussed who would win in a fight, me or Ashley. Lucky for me, the guys are on my side. Hopefully it won't come to that, in fact I know it won't because she certainly is not worth the two seconds it would take for my fist to hit her in the face. Hopefully Adam will come back, get it out of his system, and we can find him a nice girl who isn't fat and crazy and ugly. I know some of you might think this is harsh, but look at her and you will quickly agree with me.

Sadly, tonight could not be quite as fun as Sunday, since I work at 8, yuck. But my weekend is almost here, and Teetz's birthday is on Friday, so that's be a good time, plus I'll get to see Kayleen some more, and hang with people I haven't seen for a while. I wish Mike and Silas were going to be here for that, but they're heading back to Grand Island tomorrow. I get to see them in ten days though, so it's all good. Thank goodness for good friends. I love all of you very much.